Title: Foux
Author: alanna
Disclaimer:  The characters herein are the property of Fox Broadcasting and 1013 Productions.  The situations into which I have placed them are of my own creation.
Categories:  SRA
Rating:  PG
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Spoilers:  TINH.  I'm using the real world timeline, so this is set in March, 2001.  If 1013 plays with timelines, so can I ;). 

This is a sequel to "Throwing Words Away", but you do not have to read it to understand this story. 

Summary:  "This is who Mulder was.  This is who you will someday be." 

Mulder could always tell a good story.

Scully presses "play" on the remote, then settles back to listen.

"Ready?" Mulder's voice asks as her face fills the screen.

"Turn that off.  We're supposed to be using it for surveillance, not on each other."

"Nah."  Though the camera was on her, as she watches the videotape, Scully can almost hear his grin.  "I'd much rather film you."

She stares at her face on the video, eyes bright and the sun unforgiving to her complexion, and begins to see herself the way Mulder saw her.  Self-consciousness breaks through and she wonders what he saw in this woman whose age was beginning to show and whose face scrunched up unattractively with mock-irritation mixed with bemusement. 

But she knows Mulder thought she was beautiful, and this knowledge thrills her.  She still feels the same about him. 

Over the speakers, he says, "I'm going to tell you a story."

"A story?  Why?"

"We have to pass the time somehow, and while I can think of much more interesting ways to do so, we are still on the clock, after all."

Scully watches the corners of her mouth twitch into a smile.  "Fine, Mulder.  Tell me a story."

"Once upon a time," he began, "there was a young rabbit, who lived in a very woodsy area.  Despite the admonitions of his friends and family, his favorite game was to kill the wild mice of the area, usually by blunt-force trauma to the cranium."

"So it's a murderous hare, then?"  She watches herself deliberately cock an eyebrow at him, and remembers how she'd nearly had to bite her lip to keep from laughing.

At that point, she'd taken the camera from him, gave a cursory turn toward the object of surveillance ** an apparently empty building ** then focused on him.

His face seems to leap and fly as he continues to tell his story.

"As I was saying, the rabbit became the first sylvilagus serial killer.  But, as is won't to happen," his voice became melodramatic, "his deeds could not go unpunished."

Scully interrupted, "Does the animal kingdom have capital punishment?"

"Only in Texas, Scully."  He wagged his eyebrows, then lowered them in a stern expression.  "Quit interrupting me.  So, one day this rabbit was visited by a ghostly apparition, very much in the Germanic tradition, like the Brothers Grimm.  This spirit warned the rabbit that if he did not cease and desist his killing, she would transform him into an ogre.

"Now, any psychologist will tell you that the rabbit psyche lacks the ability to fully accept responsibility for its actions.  Therefore, he continued to kill mice, shocking the animal community, and creating a scandal the likes of which it had never seen.  The ghost visited him on two successive days, but the rabbit ignored her each time.  Finally, the ghost's warning was fulfilled, and the rabbit became an ogre."

Mulder stared at her, a light in his eyes.  "Do you want to hear the moral of the story?"

Against her better judgment, she replied, "I'm afraid to ask."

"Hare today, goon tomorrow." 

Her groan echoes through the television speakers as Scully listens to her reaction. 



"That's 'Little Bunny Foo Foo'."


"You know, that song from back in nursery school."

He stared at her with a blank expression on his beautiful face.

Exasperated, she'd begun to sing the song:  "Little bunny Foo Foo, hoppin' through the forest, scooping up the field mice and bopping 'em on the head."

Still, the blank expression.

Caught up in the moment, she'd finished the next two verses before a huge, wicked grin spread over Mulder's face.  She'd been had.



As Scully sits on the sofa, her baby tapping the wall of her uterus, she watches Mulder's shoulders shaking with laughter at her expense, and hears the sounds of her own laughter. 

"I'm going to kill you!"  she'd growled with mock outrage.

But a year later, someone else has done that.
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